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Arranging flowers
there’s a subtle grace in the way she arranges the flowers; stalks and leaves into the vase. the way she pours water in it and the way she holds them up just above the newspaper. it was not she who held the vase or the flowers, but they— to seem to show me what real beauty is.
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